McDonalds

Adam: I don't want to go to the cast party for the musical tomorrow.
Me: You don't have to go. Why don't you want to?
Adam: There will be grown-ups there. They'll make us do "planned activities."
Me: Like what?
Adam: I don't know. Play frisbee and stuff.
Me: If there weren't "planned activities" what would you do instead?
Adam: I don't know. Play frisbee and stuff, I guess.

Long pause...

Adam: Okay, that's not the reason.
Me: Do you want to tell me the reason?
Adam: I think I might be in trouble.
Me: Why?
Adam: Well, I don't go on stage till the second act, and the first act is one hour long. So when we did the matinee yesterday, I got hungry, so I left and went to McDonalds.
Me: How did you get there?
Adam: On my bike.

Long pause...

Me: I don't even know what to say.
Adam: I guess I'll go to the cast party.
Me: I think you should bring a frisbee or something.